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My nightmare, my sweetest dream
Chapter 3
Ichigo's POV:
I left Kisshu in tears, lying on my kitchen floor. I felt so heartless, but i couldn't let him die because of me. Striding off in the moonlight, i made my way to the park. It was dark, and i felt like i was being watched. Panicking, i broke into a sprint, my surroundings blurred because i was running so fast. I halted at the entrance to the park, and sure enough, there stood Ryou.
He was leaning against the tree trunk, staring at me with a sinister glint in his eyes. I approached cautiously, but not at all showing the fear i held. Looking him in the eye, i strode up with confidence. "i'm here, dumb blonde. What do you want?" i said, running my fingers over the blade in my pocket. After he had been arrested, i had stolen my knife from the cop. What can i say? Cat-like reflexes come in handy sometimes.
He smirked, and grabbed my wrists. Twirling around, he pinned me against the tree. "ryou!" i squealed. That was it, he was going to kill me now. "Strawberry, you came here knowing that you have to either do what i say, or die. Do you want to know what you have to do to earn my forgiveness?" he said, tightening his grip. "just tell me what you want! Lecturing me wont get you anywhere, baka!" i shouted in his face.
"Ichigo, i want you to be my girlfriend. You're mine. Not that, that- alien!" he spat. Just then, something darted out of the bushes, and slammed Ryou to the ground. I looked over to see Kisshu pinning ryou to the ground with one hand, and holding one of his sais to his throat with the other. "She's mine. Keep your filthy hands off her!" Kisshu growled. "kisshu?" i gasped, collapsing to the ground. Everything went black.
Kisshu's POV:
"Ichigo, i want you to be my girlfriend. You're mine. Not that, that- alien!" yelled the blonde baka. That was it, that was the final straw. I darted out of the bush, tearing him off of my precious kitten. Slamming him onto the ground, i held my dragon sword to his throat, and looked at him with pure hatred. The nerve of this guy, daring to do this to MY ichigo? He will pay. "She's mine. Keep your filthy hands off her!" i spat in his face.
"I knew you'd follow her. Now i can finally do what i've wanted to ever since you stole her first kiss. I always hated Aoyama, he was standing in the way of me getting Ichigo. Ichigo was clearly meant to be mine. When i found out that he was dead, i was celebrating. But when i saw the footage masha had of you and her, i wanted nothing more than to kill you. How dare you, a filthy alien, take my girl from me. She deserves so much better. She has to be mine, only mine." Ryou said matter-of-factly. He pulled out of my grip, pulling out a handle with no blade. "just what do you intend to do with that?" i smirked. He pressed a button, and a blade made of flames came out. My eyes widened, but then i realized 'he's rich and smart, he could make something like this out of a toaster if he wanted to'. "you like my Hono Ken? (A/N: it means Flame Sword. I couldnt think of another name.) i built this while the mews were running my cafe." he smirked. "i challenge you to a duel. Winner gets Ichigo." i knew i couldnt lose this fight. It all came down to this.